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YAS
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ok so like. obviously the whole scene with finn and poe on the tie fighter is one of the most important things of our time, but what I especially love about it is their mutual giddy enthusiasm? like, I guess just because finn had just finished being an evil storm trooper and poe had shown himself to be a smartass I was expecting some like, growly banter and gruff dislike-but-I’ll-work-with-you dynamic, but instead they’re both just sunshine and puppies right off the bat. poe gives finn his name and finn is like “I love it :DDDD” and poe is like “I love you :DDDD” and when finn makes the shot and flips out about it poe doesn’t mock him for being excited he’s just like “YEAH WHOO THAT WAS AWESOME!!” and then they tell each other they’re both awesome and laugh a lot and it’s all smiles and giddiness and a romcom escape from the First Order and I just. they’re both so happy to meet each other and IT KILLS ME.
i’m such a sucker for this thing where people meet and are immediately like oh, finally, thank god, it’s YOU.
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How much must Luke Skywalker be freaking out right now?
Can you imagine?
You are moping on your island of self-imposed exile, and then this girl shows up.
- She’s flying your best friend’s ship. The ship that Han thought he lost for ever. The ship that was stolen and passed through so many hands that he was sure he’d never see it again. The same ship that took you away from home for the first time.
- She’s accompanied by your personal droid. The droid you left behind and abandoned. The droid that C-3PO was sure would never be the same again.
- She holds out her hand and she’s holding your father’s light saber. The sword you were sure was lost forever. The light saber that you dropped down a bottomless air shaft on a gas giant thirty years ago. The light saber you knew you would never see again.
- You look up and you see her eyes. Maz Kanata says that if you live long enough, you see the same eyes looking out of different faces. The girl’s face is different, but those eyes are the same. You know those eyes. They’re the eyes you thought you’d never see again.
And that’s when you know it.
You’re screwed.
They say sometimes the Force works in mysterious ways. Sometimes, the Force will send you little signs. Subtle clues.
Other times, the Force will just beat you repeatedly over the head with a gigantic neon sign that says: “You can’t run away from your past anymore, Luke. I won’t let you. Look, here is your past come back to haunt you. Now deal with it.”
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Consider this: Finn stealing a fry off of Rey’s plate because he heard that’s a cute thing couples do and he wants to balance out their “I’LL SAVE YOU!” emotional intensity with some cute things, only Rey freezes and Finn’s like, shit, I just stole food from someone who grew up without it, what Attack Mode did I just activate. But then she just fucking dumps all of her food on his plate all “I’LL FEED YOU, YOU’LL NEVER GO HUNGRY WITH ME” and they’re right back in the emotional intensity, and Finn doesn’t even like fries that much.
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Anonymous asked: Through plot device of your choice, Kylo Ren has a child. Given the history of relations between the generations in his family, he decides infanticide is a great option. Unfortunately for Kylo, this goes about as well as infanticide usually goes in stories. So, if you'd like, tell us this kid's story!
….anon, I love me some dark shit. you know that, I know that. however, the first thing that my brain offered up upon hearing this beautifully fucked up scenario you presented me with was this:
The mission went south with Finn still inside the temple and a bomb about to detonate. “We’ve got six minutes before this whole island is space dust,” Poe yells down the comms, powering the ship back on, sensors be damned. “Get back here.”
“Shit!” Finn yelps into his ear, followed by the sound of blaster fire. “I’ve got the plans, but–shit!”
“Finn?” Poe demands. “Finn!”
“Poe,” Finn’s voice says, a little dazed. “You’ve got to come to me.”
There are five big guns and two walls between Poe and Finn, and five minutes to get away from the impact zone. “I’m on my way,” Poe says grimly.
Four absolutely insane minutes later Finn runs up the gangplank, curled defensively around something in his arms, and Poe guns them straight up, miles into the sky, the island exploding into light and heat beneath them. Poe lets out a whoop of exhilaration and sails them directly into hyperspace, laughing with relief.
He stops laughing when he hears the baby crying.
He turns around, and there is Finn, looking vaguely stunned, holding a baby.
“That’s a baby,” Poe manages, his mind utterly blank.
“They were gonna kill her,” Finn says in a soft voice, adjusting her carefully in his arms. “They left her on the altar, like some kind of–they were just going to leave her, Poe. I couldn’t leave her.”
“No,” Poe says faintly. “Of course not.”
There are three days between them and base. The baby is Human, blue-eyed, black-haired, toothless, and horrifically prone to wailing, which makes Poe want to weep with sympathy.
“I don’t get how you’re so bad at this,” Finn comments, rescuing Poe from a shaky attempt at bottle-feeding, one day into it. “It’s like you’ve never seen a baby before.”
“Only child,” Poe explains, wiping spit-up off his shoulder with a wince. “All my cousins are older. How are you so good at this?”
Finn smiles. “We all had creche duty, before final conditioning. I was the best at it,” he says, a little pride creeping into his voice.“Clearly you have a gift,” Poe comments, because the baby is dozing against Finn’s shoulder now.
“We can’t just keep calling her baby,” Finn says, ignoring that. “You should name her.”
Poe laughs, a little unsteady. “I don’t know if I’m up for the honor.”
“You named me,” Finn says reasonably.
“I had something to go on, that time,” Poe says. “Besides. She might already have a name. Maybe they’ll be able to find her parents, or her home planet, back at base.”
Finn seems to take that seriously, giving the baby a searching look. About three months old, head full of curly hair, abandoned in the ruins of a Sith temple by the First Order. Not much to go on. “Who are you, little girl,” Finn says softly, and Poe rubs a hand over his mouth to distract himself from the abrupt ache in his chest.
“Let’s call her niña for now,” Poe suggests. “That’s ‘little girl’, on Yavin 4.”
Finn smiles at him, and the ache intensifies. “Niña,” he tries. “I like that.”
It takes six hours for “niña” to become “Nina”, and apparently that’s what’s sticking.
–
The General comes running as soon as they land, blaster on her hip, her eyes wild. “Where is he,” she rasps, looking past Poe to Finn.
“Sir?” Poe says, and she shakes her head abruptly.
“I thought I felt–” she breaks off with an indrawn breath, her eyes falling on Nina.
“Lieutenant Dameron rescued her, sir,” Poe says, his hand falling automatically on Finn’s shoulder to offer support. “I’ve got the full details in my report.”
The General swallows. Twice. Her eyes are full of tears, and Finn’s shoulder tenses under Poe’s hand. “You’d better take her to the medic tent,” she says in a hoarse voice, and then nods once. “Thank you, Lieutenant. Commander. You’ll report to me directly, once she’s safe.”
WOW FUCK YOU TOO.
further thoughts on names
Ben Organa, not Ben Solo. Because Leia’s the last Organa, you see, and Han’s got something like twenty first cousins alone, and she and Luke are more or less quietly agreed that he should be the last Skywalker. (It’s “Ben” because it’s the only serious suggestion Luke made during the infamous What To Name The Baby argument that took place the week after Ben was born, and Luke’s opinion was the only compromise Han and Leia could make between “Jacen” and “Val”, and Luke was mostly incredulous that they were just calling him “baby” for so long.)
Finn Dameron, as the entire rest of tumblr has produced some very compelling arguments in favor of.
Rey goes through a cycle of surnames, but the one she settles on is Kenobi. Because once she finds out who her parents were, she wants desperately to take their name–to feel a connection to her past, even though every trace of it is gone. (At first she accepted Finn’s invitation to join her as an unofficial Dameron, and later she called herself Rey Skywalker just as an easy shorthand, since nobody knew what “Padawan” meant anyway, and Chewie told her very somberly that she had a right to “Rey Solo” if she wanted it, as well as Chewie’s own last name, which she couldn’t actually pronounce. Life debt stuff. But she keeps Kenobi.)
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It is literally the MOST HILARIOUS to me that all the marketing execs for The Force Awakens were like “KYLO, GUYS, KYLO WILL BE THE BIG HIT, EVERYONE PUMP OUT KYLO REN TOYS BECAUSE THEY WILL BE FLYING OFF THE SHELVES. NO ONE WILL WANT REY TOYS, DON’T MAKE ANYTHING.” And now it’s a few weeks into the release and it’s like….no, we don’t want the Emo Tantrum Child, let’s have us some Rey action figures, after all she’s the HERO OF THE MOVIE, and everyone is basically losing their shit about it.
I have this mental image of just piles and piles of boxed Kylo Ren toys being dumped on the execs’ desks while these poor oblivious bastards are slowly buried, weeping, in the unsold Emo Tantrum Child.
I’m probably going to hell for laughing so hard at this.
okay so all pilots have to have some kinda astromech in their x-wings but poe gets frustrated because they actually slow him down with all their calculations but it’s a REQUIREMENT so he keeps trying astromech after astromech and none of them work so then he goes to whatever you call a droid store and sits down all dejected, and after a while little BB-8 rolls over to him all beeping in concern and is like “i’m not an official astromech but i AM a droid so maybe i can help!!!” and so Poe pops sweet little BB-8 into the x-wing and it all goes wonderfully from then on because it’s Poe flying around with BB-8 basically putting good job!!! or wheeeeeeeee!!! on the screen every now and then
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#padme amidala descends from the heavens in a burst of democratic glory#and goes on a ten hour rant about how angry and disappointed she is that this is the sECOND TIME THIS FAMILY#HAS DESTROYED INTERGALACTIC DEMOCRACY#and she will not stand for it#Kylo is terrified (via @minathevampireslayer)
I’d pay money to watch that movie.
Hell, I’d pay money to watch that happen in person.
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